Kathleen Kennedy and Rian Johnson are night people. While the rest of us were sleeping, they worked at distorting the mythologies of male western popular culture. And why would anyone intentionally blow this **** job? Because it affords them other interesting opportunities, like splicing radical feminist dogma into the subtext of male iconography.
So when the courageous male war hero and the random female bureaucrat with purple hair meet for the first time in reel three, that's when you'll catch a flash of Kathleen's contribution to the film. Nobody knows that they saw it, but they did: submission to authority, in the name of equality. Even a hummingbird couldn't catch Kathleen at work.